Chapter 625 Credence's Worries, Saints
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Nan Shan Dou Xi
America.
Credence was asleep, and he looked struggling.
In the dream, he seemed to return to Grindelwald.
Those bewitching forces wrapped around his neck, as if to strangle him to death.
"We will not fail, Aurelius."
The man's whisper echoed in his ears.
Aurelius Dumbledore.
It's Credence's name, from Grindelwald.
On the day he left Nagini's side, he got his life experience and also got a magic wand.
That voice seemed to understand the coming ending, but he was still confident.
It was as if he never failed.
Obviously he saw those futures.
Grindelwald used black magic to use dead unicorns as a tool for power in Bhutan's International Wizarding Union election.
Before that, he saw a prophecy from the pool that the brother of the dead Qilin was still alive.
This was a fatal mistake, but Grindelwald was so relaxed.
"Victory is there, it's waiting for us to get it."
"And I've seen that the seeds I planted sprout."
These were the last words Credence heard from Grindelwald when he was determined to leave Grindelwald.
seed?
What kind of seed?
Credence, who was with Grindelwald at the time, was eroded and weakened by silence. He didn't understand Grindelwald's so-called seeds.
Over the years, Grindelwald has instilled in him the idea that after killing Dumbledore, all victory will fall to the saints.
But the result?
Credence didn't make it, he was no match for Dumbledore at all.
Why is a person who can see the future so confident when he knows he has failed?
Credence didn't have an answer, at least not while he was alive.
He died in Godric's Hollow.
If it weren't for the necklace John gave him, he would never have been able to get out of that place.
"The seeds I planted germinated."
Credence woke up with a start.
He was sweating profusely, rubbing his face with his hands, feeling the coldness of his palms, trying to wake himself up.
"Have a nightmare?"
The warm body drives out the chill.
Nagini asked softly.
Credence shook his head and said, "I dream about things from the past."
Nagini was neatly dressed, just like they used to live together, snuggling up to each other.
She asked softly, "What's the matter?"
"Grindelwald." Credence held the hand on his shoulder, "I saw Grindelwald and thought of what he said to me."
"He said that the seeds he planted germinated. I was worried. He was always mysterious..."
Credence's voice froze, apologetically, "I think I'm too attached to the past, Nagini."
"No, Credence." Nagini smiled, "It's all about you."
Every time Credence goes to bed, he is afraid, afraid that he will not wake up from sleep.
Afraid of missing Nagini again.
"His pendant," Credence said, reaching for his chest, "it's a strange feeling, I feel that thing inside me."
Nagini covered his hand and said softly, "It's beating, isn't it?"
Nap time is over.
It's time for Credence to go to work.
Yes, go to work.
The dignified Dumbledore also needs to work in the Silver Hand Johnny branch.
"Ms. Snake," Johnson said respectfully to Nagini.
Then his eyes shifted to Credence, feeling like he was looking at his boss's little boy again.
Johnson is heartbroken.
Boss, haven't you seen my tendons?
Pick this guy, his thighs are not as thick as my arms.
Johnson is melancholy.
Credence leaned into Nagini's ear and asked, "He seems sad, Lady Snake?"
Nagini smiled.
There were some personnel changes in the thirteenth district, where wizards gathered in the United States, but it was harmless.
Johnson is responsible for the security of the branch, and Paul is responsible for sales and business negotiations.
Credence gets a job at the counter.
Annoyed, Paul glanced at Credence, whistled and said, "Don't pay attention to that big guy, he's just jealous of you."
"Uh...thanks." Credence nodded his thanks.
Paul shrugged and said, "I don't understand why you come here, but since you work here, you still have to remember the rules."
He put the monocle on his right eye and said, "The first thing is to wear the glasses."
Credence put on the monocle, and everything on the counter in front of him changed.
"Oh Maikar, I remembered that there is business in the seventh district, so I will leave it to you first."
Paul suddenly remembered that the goods from the seventh district had not been delivered, he patted Credence on the shoulder and left quickly.
Credence looked towards the door, and Nagini was just smiling at his uncomfortable look.
"It's good to be plain." Credence smiled and watched Paul go out.
His first customer arrives.
Credence asked, "What do you need..."
His voice froze, and his eyes fell on the neckline of the visitor.
A logo composed of triangles, circles, and vertical lines appears in the eyes.
The other party said lightly: "I need the magic wand behind you."
From the corner of his eye, Credence caught a glimpse of three other people who were the same as the other party.
"I'll get it for you."
"Thank you, Aurelius."
As soon as the voice came out, Credence's eyes widened.
He slowly raised his head to look at the other person's face.
At that moment, that face seemed to turn into Grindelwald.
His pupils constrict.
A red light fell on the man.
Immediately afterwards, Johnson roared, and the customers in the store fell to the ground.
Credence looked along where the red light came from, and it was Nagini.
She has a wand in her hand.
"They are saints."
Credence came to his senses, he looked over again, and the man's face changed back to someone else's.
This is not the first time Nagini has faced this situation. She calmly said, "Johnson, send people to the Ministry of Magic. Today we are going to close for a day."
"Understood, Lady Snake."
Johnson nodded, sending the downed men to the Ministry of Magic.
...
"saint?"
John receives word of the Saints at the Silverhand branch.
But strictly speaking, they are not saints, those people are admirers of Grindelwald.
It just made John wonder why the other party could say Credence's name?
"Aurelius Dumbledore?" John murmured, "Grindelwald."
"Seed? What did Grindelwald plant?"
Grindelwald's mysteries grow.
People can't figure it out.
The only thing that can be confirmed is that Grindelwald is still alive.
And somewhere controls everything.
"Griffith is his?" John suspected that the Polish Minister of Magic had a relationship with Grindelwald, or that he was Grindelwald.
Not only him, but also Dumbledore who knows Grindelwald thinks so.
None of them have full confidence and evidence.
The only thing that is certain is Grindelwald's survival.
After entering the Saints in the American branch, John began to pay attention to the situation on the French side.
However, the other party seemed to be aiming at Credence and did not show up in France.
Credence also didn't know why Grindelwald was looking for him.
What John cares more about is that the other party knows Credence's awakening.
Yes, wake up.
In fact, Credence did not die at the end of half a century ago.
Credence's death was caused by silently eroding his body.
The little wizard would be silently eroded to death at an early age, and it was a miracle that Credence survived to adulthood.
What John did was to use a huge amount of magic power as the last seed to preserve life.
When Credence lost consciousness and was on the verge of death, Momoran was at his weakest.
At that time, the magic power will wash away the silent power in Credence's body to replace it, weakening the silent power, like a kind of domestication in disguise.
It's just that this process is extremely long. John originally calculated that it would be the day when he set the anchor point of time and space.
But Credence seemed to wake up early, and went to look for Nagini, missing John's letter.
If Dumbledore hadn't received the letter, I'm afraid John would have been stuck in the past because of this mistake.
Credence was already very talented, and he was able to grow up with silent erosion without a foundation of learning.
When I was with Grindelwald, I learned how to use magic, and I could initially control Moran, but because the power was too strong, there was no way to resist erosion.
When he woke up, because of the weakening of the silent power, it was no longer able to influence Credence, and it was taken for granted.
This method cannot be used on Ariana, because she cannot control Mo Ran.
"It seems that the answer to all questions lies in Poland."
John pondered for a while, and now all the questions were focused on the Polish Minister of Magic.
What is the truth, we can only wait for Tang Mi's return.
...
Credence was asleep, and he looked struggling.
In the dream, he seemed to return to Grindelwald.
Those bewitching forces wrapped around his neck, as if to strangle him to death.
"We will not fail, Aurelius."
The man's whisper echoed in his ears.
Aurelius Dumbledore.
It's Credence's name, from Grindelwald.
On the day he left Nagini's side, he got his life experience and also got a magic wand.
That voice seemed to understand the coming ending, but he was still confident.
It was as if he never failed.
Obviously he saw those futures.
Grindelwald used black magic to use dead unicorns as a tool for power in Bhutan's International Wizarding Union election.
Before that, he saw a prophecy from the pool that the brother of the dead Qilin was still alive.
This was a fatal mistake, but Grindelwald was so relaxed.
"Victory is there, it's waiting for us to get it."
"And I've seen that the seeds I planted sprout."
These were the last words Credence heard from Grindelwald when he was determined to leave Grindelwald.
seed?
What kind of seed?
Credence, who was with Grindelwald at the time, was eroded and weakened by silence. He didn't understand Grindelwald's so-called seeds.
Over the years, Grindelwald has instilled in him the idea that after killing Dumbledore, all victory will fall to the saints.
But the result?
Credence didn't make it, he was no match for Dumbledore at all.
Why is a person who can see the future so confident when he knows he has failed?
Credence didn't have an answer, at least not while he was alive.
He died in Godric's Hollow.
If it weren't for the necklace John gave him, he would never have been able to get out of that place.
"The seeds I planted germinated."
Credence woke up with a start.
He was sweating profusely, rubbing his face with his hands, feeling the coldness of his palms, trying to wake himself up.
"Have a nightmare?"
The warm body drives out the chill.
Nagini asked softly.
Credence shook his head and said, "I dream about things from the past."
Nagini was neatly dressed, just like they used to live together, snuggling up to each other.
She asked softly, "What's the matter?"
"Grindelwald." Credence held the hand on his shoulder, "I saw Grindelwald and thought of what he said to me."
"He said that the seeds he planted germinated. I was worried. He was always mysterious..."
Credence's voice froze, apologetically, "I think I'm too attached to the past, Nagini."
"No, Credence." Nagini smiled, "It's all about you."
Every time Credence goes to bed, he is afraid, afraid that he will not wake up from sleep.
Afraid of missing Nagini again.
"His pendant," Credence said, reaching for his chest, "it's a strange feeling, I feel that thing inside me."
Nagini covered his hand and said softly, "It's beating, isn't it?"
Nap time is over.
It's time for Credence to go to work.
Yes, go to work.
The dignified Dumbledore also needs to work in the Silver Hand Johnny branch.
"Ms. Snake," Johnson said respectfully to Nagini.
Then his eyes shifted to Credence, feeling like he was looking at his boss's little boy again.
Johnson is heartbroken.
Boss, haven't you seen my tendons?
Pick this guy, his thighs are not as thick as my arms.
Johnson is melancholy.
Credence leaned into Nagini's ear and asked, "He seems sad, Lady Snake?"
Nagini smiled.
There were some personnel changes in the thirteenth district, where wizards gathered in the United States, but it was harmless.
Johnson is responsible for the security of the branch, and Paul is responsible for sales and business negotiations.
Credence gets a job at the counter.
Annoyed, Paul glanced at Credence, whistled and said, "Don't pay attention to that big guy, he's just jealous of you."
"Uh...thanks." Credence nodded his thanks.
Paul shrugged and said, "I don't understand why you come here, but since you work here, you still have to remember the rules."
He put the monocle on his right eye and said, "The first thing is to wear the glasses."
Credence put on the monocle, and everything on the counter in front of him changed.
"Oh Maikar, I remembered that there is business in the seventh district, so I will leave it to you first."
Paul suddenly remembered that the goods from the seventh district had not been delivered, he patted Credence on the shoulder and left quickly.
Credence looked towards the door, and Nagini was just smiling at his uncomfortable look.
"It's good to be plain." Credence smiled and watched Paul go out.
His first customer arrives.
Credence asked, "What do you need..."
His voice froze, and his eyes fell on the neckline of the visitor.
A logo composed of triangles, circles, and vertical lines appears in the eyes.
The other party said lightly: "I need the magic wand behind you."
From the corner of his eye, Credence caught a glimpse of three other people who were the same as the other party.
"I'll get it for you."
"Thank you, Aurelius."
As soon as the voice came out, Credence's eyes widened.
He slowly raised his head to look at the other person's face.
At that moment, that face seemed to turn into Grindelwald.
His pupils constrict.
A red light fell on the man.
Immediately afterwards, Johnson roared, and the customers in the store fell to the ground.
Credence looked along where the red light came from, and it was Nagini.
She has a wand in her hand.
"They are saints."
Credence came to his senses, he looked over again, and the man's face changed back to someone else's.
This is not the first time Nagini has faced this situation. She calmly said, "Johnson, send people to the Ministry of Magic. Today we are going to close for a day."
"Understood, Lady Snake."
Johnson nodded, sending the downed men to the Ministry of Magic.
...
"saint?"
John receives word of the Saints at the Silverhand branch.
But strictly speaking, they are not saints, those people are admirers of Grindelwald.
It just made John wonder why the other party could say Credence's name?
"Aurelius Dumbledore?" John murmured, "Grindelwald."
"Seed? What did Grindelwald plant?"
Grindelwald's mysteries grow.
People can't figure it out.
The only thing that can be confirmed is that Grindelwald is still alive.
And somewhere controls everything.
"Griffith is his?" John suspected that the Polish Minister of Magic had a relationship with Grindelwald, or that he was Grindelwald.
Not only him, but also Dumbledore who knows Grindelwald thinks so.
None of them have full confidence and evidence.
The only thing that is certain is Grindelwald's survival.
After entering the Saints in the American branch, John began to pay attention to the situation on the French side.
However, the other party seemed to be aiming at Credence and did not show up in France.
Credence also didn't know why Grindelwald was looking for him.
What John cares more about is that the other party knows Credence's awakening.
Yes, wake up.
In fact, Credence did not die at the end of half a century ago.
Credence's death was caused by silently eroding his body.
The little wizard would be silently eroded to death at an early age, and it was a miracle that Credence survived to adulthood.
What John did was to use a huge amount of magic power as the last seed to preserve life.
When Credence lost consciousness and was on the verge of death, Momoran was at his weakest.
At that time, the magic power will wash away the silent power in Credence's body to replace it, weakening the silent power, like a kind of domestication in disguise.
It's just that this process is extremely long. John originally calculated that it would be the day when he set the anchor point of time and space.
But Credence seemed to wake up early, and went to look for Nagini, missing John's letter.
If Dumbledore hadn't received the letter, I'm afraid John would have been stuck in the past because of this mistake.
Credence was already very talented, and he was able to grow up with silent erosion without a foundation of learning.
When I was with Grindelwald, I learned how to use magic, and I could initially control Moran, but because the power was too strong, there was no way to resist erosion.
When he woke up, because of the weakening of the silent power, it was no longer able to influence Credence, and it was taken for granted.
This method cannot be used on Ariana, because she cannot control Mo Ran.
"It seems that the answer to all questions lies in Poland."
John pondered for a while, and now all the questions were focused on the Polish Minister of Magic.
What is the truth, we can only wait for Tang Mi's return.
...
